"Xehanort!" The little blonde toddler called, running through the winding basement hallways. Pushing open the large oak door to her father's office, she saw her goal standing in the middle of the small round room. He no longer wore the strange clothing that he came here with, but instead dressed in a similar way to her father and uncle, both of whom were in the room with Xehanort. Xehanort turned towards Dawn with a loving smile on his face.
"Hello there, beautiful." He cooed kneeling down towards her. "Xehanort! The business at hand, please." A stern but kind voice called out towards Xehanort, grasping Dawn's full attention as well. "Daddy, what business?" She asked leaning into Xehanort's lab coat. "Adult business, tyke." Braig's voice rang up from nowhere. Dawn turned back towards the doorway to see Braig standing behind the door. "What adult business?" she asked. "It is quite obvious that this child is far too much of an imbecile to understand that she is not welcome here-"
"Even!" Xehanort bellowed slamming his fist on Ansem's desk. "She's just a child, not just but your niece! Show respect." Dawn looked up towards the men, expectantly a little frightened. "Xehanort, Even is unfortunately correct, if this was Ienzo or Dusk even, then it would be different." "But Master, your own daughter." Xehanort cried, holding Dawn close. She quickly glanced at Braig wondering when he was going to speak up. When no one is looking, he's very friendly to Xehanort and seems to hate her being around him. Braig only glared at her before changing his gaze to Xehanort. "I wouldn't speak that way to the Master if I were you."
"Braig, when it comes to matters of logic, I can defend myself, thank you." Ansem replied, "And as for Dawn, at her current state she is useless intellectually causing more harm than good." Dawn looked down at her feet. "Xehanort is just too busy like Daddy." she thought sadly, hugging Xehanort tighter. "But not as busy." She looked at Xehanort to see two piercing green eyes staring at her from over his shoulder. "It seems as if we still have yet to enlighten this… child." Even ranted continuing his stare. "Well maybe if ya all spoke at her level, she might just get the big picture." Braig exclaimed loudly, "Go… bug… some… one… else." He added very slowly, making bigger gestures with his arms than normally.
"It's okay, beautiful, I'll see you in a little while." Xehanort leaned in, kissing her forehead softly. "Why don't you mention ice cream to your brother." Dawn's ruby eyes widened immediately, "Okay!" she cried running through the halls. "Big Brother, Big Brother!"
"Maybe he's not home." Dawn thought as she left the library. Suddenly a quick glimpse of lavender caught her eye. "Big Brother!" She shouted, running towards the stairwell. Ienzo glanced up at her, continuing to make his way to the main foyer. That is when she saw it, a blue bar of ice cream that's both salty and sweet. "Big Brother…" She pouted, eyes locked on the ice cream, running at full speed to beg for a bite.
Abruptly the ground beneath her disappeared. Before she could blink a strong arm swept her up pulling her to safety. "This is why you have been told not to run around." Tears welling in her eyes as she stared up at a large black-haired man. "Thank you for saving me Dilan." Walking towards the main foyer he replied, "It is my job to protect the lord and castle." He paused at the door letting out a sigh. "That task would be easier if his heirs obeyed the rules." With that, he returned to his post outside in the main gate. Dawn stared at the step where she tripped, then at her brother. "Sorry…" She mumbled watching Ienzo shake his head.
Late that night a faint glow arose from the kitchen. A soft sweet song filled the air as a tiny blond rested facing the refrigerator. In front of her sat a small piece of bread piled high with sugary jelly. Dawn held up a large jar of peanut butter, shaking it with all her might. "Hello… Dawn, is that you?" A soft deep voice echoed through the hallway. Dawn turned around to meet loving, yet mysterious yellow eyes gazing upon her. "Hello beautiful." Xehanort kneeled and pulled the child into a tight embrace. "I promised I'd see you." He glanced uncomfortably at the opened refrigerator and the mess it revealed. Now, what do we have here?" He inquired.
"A snack…" Dawn replied, as a slight blush emerged on her cheeks. She quickly sprang to the jar of peanut butter, showing it to him. "Help…" she pleaded, waving the jar. "I'm hungry and I'm not allowed to use knives." Xehanort leaned close grabbing the jar from her little hands. "Okay, I'll make you a sandwich, then back to bed, it's past your bedtime." He cooed, "though a whole sandwich isn't a good late-night snack for someone as small as you."
A sudden melancholy look showed on Dawn's face. Though as suddenly as it came it disappeared. "Dusk said that she got sent to bed without dinner, we're both hungry." Xehanort frowned hugging Dawn. "It's okay, I'm here and I'm going to make you something to eat." He smiled as he finished her sandwich. Dawn quickly gobbled it down, getting jelly all over. "Now let's get you to bed, beautiful." He whispered as he picked her up and carried her to her room. Dawn smiled, nuzzled in his silver hair, giving him a quick messy peck on the cheek.
Xehanort smiled and let out a deep laugh, one that slightly shook his silver hair. Dusk always called it a maniacal chuckle, she says he's evil and to stay away. But Dawn couldn't. Not when he was the nicest person to her. "Nobody likes us…" her thoughts rang to those three words Dusk would always tell her. But Xehanort is not like the rest, he likes me. "I love him." She thought.
tell me what you think and remember it's rated M, things won't stay cute promise! flames welcome